Where Have All The Average People Gone — текст песни (Roger Miller)

The people in this city call me country,
Because of how I walk and talk and smile.
Well I don`t mind them laughing in the city,
But the country folks all say I`m citified.

The fighting men they say that I`m a coward.
Because I never push no one around.
Gentle people call me trouble-maker,
Cause I`ll always fight and stand my ground.

Funny I don`t fit.
Where have all the average people gone?

Some pious people point and call me sinner,
Because to them I`ve never seen the lights.
Other folks think of me as a preacher.
I`m just doing what I think is right.

The wealthy people think that I am a hobo,
Lean and hungry, writing mournful songs.
And the poor, poor people think I am a rich man,
But really, I`m just trying to get along.

It`s funny I don`t fit.
Tell me where have all the average people gone?

And the government has given me a number,
To simplify my birth and life and death.
And still my woman thinks I`m awful important,
Like the moon and the sun and the sea and the sky and breath.

Yes, it`s funny I don`t fit.
Where have all the average people gone?

Honey I don`t fit,
Where have all the average people gone?